Poems about autumn and red leaves (poems about autumn and maple leaves)

1. A poem about the autumn wind and maple leaves Xiaofeng stole wine all night, but she was lonely and covered her face. -Akiyama Yang Wanli

Stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves are red in February. -Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"

Hanging the sails of the Ming Dynasty, the fallen leaves are behind me. -Look at Li Bai's nostalgic feelings from "Sleeping at Night under Niuzhu Mountain".

In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn. -Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip.

There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge hides the evening sails. -Yu "Worry about Jiangling Hope to Send My Son Peace"

I painted the ever-flowing blue river, and I loved the sadness of the maple leaves in the evening pavilion. -Tang Yin's I Love Chou-heung.

The Dongting is far and near, and the maple leaves will surprise the early autumn. -See Meng Haoran in Lingnan and see Wang Changling off.

Jiang Feng is depressed and has no strength to compete with Song Jun. —— Jiang Shangfeng Cheng Xiongyan

The rain in Xiangshan is loose and green, and the frost is red in maple leaves. The wind blows white clouds and Wan Li sends tenderness.

Fengxiang was in Hua Jing late, and Jinshan was in the shadow.

The red Ye Feng forest is full of tongues, and the yellow mud is wild and dances with chickens.

Frost-dyed crow maple is drunk in the sun, and cold rushes to Jinghe River with ice flow.

Wild geese fly high, the sun and the moon are white, and the green maple turns red in the frosty sky.

2. Poems about autumn leaves in full bloom. The maple leaves are flowing.

Sarutobi Kurenai Xia, autumn scenery is magnificent and full of frost. I want to drift away, but my dream is broken. Simple and noble, who knows, without hatred, dead leaves are lonely. Clouds cover tears, winds promote haggard, and water cries. Worried. Fall in love with this world as soon as possible, look around sadly and be alone. You can't sue anyone if you want, so you cry and sing poetry. The waning moon is silent and cold, the eyebrows are difficult to show, and it is as sad as a disease. Turn the roots, swing without leaking, and be silent until winter.

Looking at Bai's Nostalgia from Niu Shan Sleeping at Night.

On the west side of the river this night, there was not a cloud in the whole blue sky.

I looked at the moon on the deck and thought of the old general Xie in vain.

I have poems; I can read. He hears others, but it's not mine.

Tomorrow I will raise my sail and leave leaves behind me.

Xing Shan Dumu

As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Jiangling is anxious to send his son there.

There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails. Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.

Night parking near Fengqiao Zhangji

On a frosty night, Jiang Feng's fisherman is worried about sleeping. Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell arrives.

On Miao and Dai Calligraphy in San Lv

Yuan Xiang is inexhaustible, and Qu Song complains.

In late autumn, the smoke rises and the maple trees whisper.

Li shangyin

Who stays alone on a cold night, the rain is hard to break. When Feng was drunk, she loved and hated.

On Tang Zhao's Leisure from Huainan Shooting at Li Pu

In earlier years, I paid tribute to enriching the people, but today I can't hide my shame. New promises are like mountains, and old promises are like water. The red leaves in Ma Si are rustling late, and the Yangtze River falls in autumn in Rizhao. I don't hesitate to know my own advantages, but I'm worried about one thing.

"Move the Capital" Song Author: Wu

I have been repairing the door for a long time, and I have no strong plan to donate books to China. The mink fur is dusty, the cottage is late, and it is close to the rivers and lakes. After falling on the blue sky and the moon, the rustling wild geese came early. The old friend brought wine to send good things, and sent me to forget Lao Lu.

Send Wen Shangshu to Luosong to see Kou Zhun.

Mix's red leaves are flying in front of the horse, sending Wang Sun home on a beautiful day. However, you should be disappointed when you go for an old swim, so the stream and autumn moss are both fish.

Jinling nostalgic song? Prince

Visit the ancient times in homesickness, spend a long time, and be alone in the autumn. A bird with smoke leaves a bamboo, and several sails return to the boat under the rain. The rustling dusk blows the red leaves, and the miserable Leng Yun collapses the old building. The old country is desolate, who asks, and the heart is more romantic and does not recover.

Mr. Lu Xun wrote in the poem "Send Zeng Tian back to China" that Fusang is like a maple leaf that is tender and cold as Dan. However, I turned to Yang to send my guests back, and my heart recalled the scene of spending the New Year together.

Guo Moruo once wrote a poem about red leaves:

The red leaves have been frosted for a long time, but they still love the old branches.

Open the window to listen to birds, and bow down to new poems.

3. The poem 1 describes the autumn maple leaf, [Ming] Liu Ji's "Four Songs on the River"

Excerpts from the original text:

It's autumn for Polygonum hydropiper and red maple, and Chu Yun is full of water.

Explanation:

Polygonum hydropiper and golden maple leaves are yellow in autumn, and the clouds in the sky of Chu and Wujiang are endless.

2. [Song] Wang Yan's "Sending Xu Wei to Baling, Jane Deng Qi is good for the king"

Excerpts from the original text:

The road in Lisao is cold, and the autumn wind is like a red maple.

Explanation:

Wherever I see it, I feel sad. The road by the river is very deserted. The smell of autumn seems to have dyed the maple leaves at the head of the river red.

3.[ Ming] Shang "Letter to Wang Chengfu"

Excerpts from the original text:

Wu Jiangfeng is cold and autumn, and he is a poor foreign poet.

Explanation:

The bleak autumn wind in Wujiang blows the maple leaves, and the geese begin to fly south. I am good at writing words. I am lonely and in a foreign land.

4, [Song] Chao Shuo "Send Fan Ba Xi Shang"

Excerpts from the original text:

Maple trees in the river head are autumn, and the king of Soochow is worried.

Explanation:

The golden maple leaves along the river indicate that autumn is coming, and the prince and grandson of Soochow are worried.

5. [Song] Gong Chao traced back to "I have a topic with my son and my brother"

Excerpts from the original text:

Autumn is beside Feng Dan, and the heart is beside the white goose.

Explanation:

In autumn, the maple leaves on the shore turn yellow and the sad geese fly south.

4. A poem describing autumn red leaves "Man Jiang Hong has Southern Yan and Fan Kuoyun" by Song Xin Qiqi.

Autumn is not an inevitable sadness, but a pleasant cold. The green pools are all red, but the leaves still have the smallest money.

Karen: This is desirable. Red-violet (pronounced "Canal"): Lotus. But: open them all. Minimum money: the new lotus leaf is as big as a small copper coin.

Song Yang Wanli's Walking in Late Autumn

Don't fold Hà Thu in the garden, because it covers the sunset with fish.

Song Zhou Mi's Xiheng Waste Garden (also known as Xiheng Waste Garden). Rolfe: Soil stalks in the field. )

The sky is blue, and a river is dyed in autumn.

Dye it: dye it.

Song Zhou Mi's "Wen Que Xiwushan Viewing Pottery"

There is only one blade, and I don't know how many autumn sounds there are.

Yan's Qing Ping Le

The sound of spring is loose, and rows of autumn geese come.

Valley (sound the same as "harmony"): Valley.

5. Poems praising autumn red leaves 1, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers

Yuan dynasty (1206- 1368)

Bai Pu

Sand cleaning and autumn

The yard is covered with moss and red leaves.

Song dynasty; surname

Yan Dao Ji

Butterfly Lovers, Moss and Red Leaf Garden

3. Return of Xiao Shuang Hongye Dance

Song dynasty; surname

Yan Dao Ji

Linjiang county danshui sannianle

4, you should hate red leaves and send acacia.

Song dynasty; surname

Yan Dao Ji

The young mermaid tapped Sui Road with jade steps.

5. Red-leaf trees inhabited by birds

the Tang Dynasty

Bai Juyi

Qiu Si.

6. The yard is covered with moss and red leaves.

Song dynasty; surname

Yan Dao Ji

Butterfly Lovers, Moss and Red Leaf Garden

7. Reflect the red leaves.

Song dynasty; surname

Chen Ke

Bodhisattva under the silent cherry in under the greenwood tree

8. His red leaves are floating.

Song dynasty; surname

Liu Kezhuang

Man Jiang hong San hong Jing Jian

9, another red leaf, the next three Hunan.

Song dynasty; surname

a certain person

Yu Meiren Mix Zhu Feng Qian Jiao Dance

10, red leaves have no running water.

Song dynasty; surname

a certain person

Partridge sky, purple stranger, Zhu Lun flowing.

6. Modern poems about autumn leaves Author: Cang Zijun, leaning against autumn, came a hope, red silk drifted gently, quietly put on spring clothes for autumn, and walked into the long-lost red. Can't be careless. The soft heart door is opened instantly, and you see waves of spring water rippling, a string of summer feelings overflowing, and a rustling wind floating in the wind. I don't know whether this is a sigh of autumn feelings or a silent lament for Xiao Liang. Destroy an immortal and proud autumn. How many people can read those sad stories that are adjacent to beauty? Autumn guests are also easy to get carried away. They are used to listening to the flowers of Chunfang and pretending to be elegant green leaves. Who has heard the sound of red leaves? She said, I am the dreamer who hurts autumn. As long as there is a faint reverie, I can call the breeze before the cold, make the dream more round and the red leaves more red. The autumn that I can't hold on to is still pervasive. Spring, summer and winter seem to be swallowed up in it, like thorns and knives. How much do I want to leave graffiti in the arms of red leaves forever? The wind scar is carved into a ball that can't tell the years, and then it rolls freely across borders in a simple way. Looking back at the distant red leaves "Love of Maple Leaves" Author: Jia Tiancheng's unique love clock among the maple leaves, because the maple leaves are enchanting and gorgeous, and the autumn frost dyed its leaves red. Autumn wind has withered its gorgeous clothes, and autumn rain has quietly destroyed its face and turned it into mud. Maple leaf has a beautiful and moving appearance, and the blood seems to be passionate, which makes your heart bright, orange-red, like a glass of wine, mellow and lingering. Maple leaf! You are neither a flower nor a flower. You are a beautiful flower. Dress up in autumn. You are a colorful flower, pleasing to the eye and full of praise. Let it have a long-standing dream in the book of red maple leaf. Keep your love, which makes beautiful natural autumn treasure. Maple leaves in autumn and sunset glow in my heart. What a charming maple leaf in the world. Your love is too strong, too loyal and too long. Maple leaves are red. Author: Murong Yixi In this strange city, autumn has arrived. The lonely maple trees on the roadside began to turn red. I stood under the tree, looking carefully for the reddest maple leaf and the most beautiful one. When you receive this red leaf, it may have withered, leaving only withered veins. Please don't throw it in the wind. Because that's my miss and your concern. "Dancing alone in the maple leaf" Author: Free and unfettered swordsman, autumn wind, throbbing green, dyed with the pure beauty of the fiery red season, the spring dream faded into emptiness. Stubborn maple leaf, it is difficult to give up the sweetness of meeting in the past. How can we try to find the trace of butterflies like water? Only lonely shadows are lonely, and countless people write with romantic youth. Tenderness is now a dry vein, and only pain has a soft spot for it. I buried all my vows in the cold winter, Gently flows through everything, ..........................................................................................................................................., but who would have thought The hidden maple leaf is like an elegant lie, which no longer makes me believe. I once fantasized that if I were a maple leaf and walked with you in Shan Ye, immersed in the sea of red maple, you could attach yourself to the maple leaf, become a butterfly and fly to the boundless forest alone. How many times have I traveled around Hanshan Creek, looking for your affectionate smile? I stared into the distance, but I didn't see you. Flying maple leaves and butterflies, where do you live? Can you give me some information, even a little dark red? Can you find the happiness of the past in your promise without regret? Can you light a heart lamp for me? Even a little light? Don't think that the flying maple leaves bring me a touch of sadness. Don't think I'm secretly crying. In fact, the dew on the leaves is just a pipa tune played in my heart, which is full of beauty in spring, summer and autumn. Next year's branches will take away all my beauty.

7. What are the poems full of red leaves in autumn? A big basket of poems related to red leaves:) Look at you:)

Looking at the red leaves all over the mountain in autumn, I will chant:

"Red leaves in the blue stream, white clouds in the green forest."

Throw music

Frost accumulates on mountains and trees in autumn,

Leaning against the curtain, Zhu Jian hangs upstairs.

White clouds stay away from hate,

Yellow grass smoke and deep wind.

Like Liangzhou opera,

Whose jade emperor is it?

(Tang and Five Dynasties-Feng Yansi)

Seven fragrant red leaves

Dan Yu, jade pestle,

The golden knife is colored,

Re-dye the Wujiang solitary tree.

Some lead,

Several times, I complained about the autumn dusk.

Old dreams of fear and faded green temples,

Complain about new hatred, blush.

The most pitiful, a new frost,

Embroidered Rong evening makeup looks jealous.

Thousands of forests are disappearing less and less,

What is the old color of the west wind,

Fight for beauty.

Flowers in February,

Missed Cheshan Road.

Re-understanding, water shortage,

I'm scared and sentimental.

But desolate, autumn garden setting sun,

Cold branches stay drunk dancing.

(Southern Song Dynasty-Wang)

Red leaves

Frost dyed Lin Hong, Xiao Qi in the sunset.

He once wrote Autumn Hatred, which flowed out of Shang Yang Palace.

(Ming Gaoqi)

Seven fragrant red leaves

Wan Li flying frost,

Thousands of trees fell,

Han Yan won't incur the envy of spring.

Feng Han Wu Jiang,

A lonely guest sang a sad sentence.

Zheng Chuanfu and gu cun,

The setting sun is like a flower, returning home.

It's desolate and desolate,

With emotion instead of sadness.

Chang 'an, who asked if traveling was tiring?

Ashamed of borrowing wine,

Drifting like this

Relying on new cosmetics,

Do not enter the Luoyang flower spectrum.

In order to return and dance,

Into everything, breaking through the clouds.

Remember that Yin Yin and Green are all over the south of the Yangtze River.

Listen to the black rain under the night window.

(Southern Song Dynasty-Zhang Yan)

Sleeping at night in autumn rain

Three cold autumn nights, a comfortable old man.

After lights out, sleep in the beautiful rain.

Grey thermos flask, fragrant warm quilt.

The sun is shining, it is freezing, and the frost leaves are full of red.

(Tang and Five Dynasties-Bai Juyi)

Travel in the mountains

The stone road winds to the cliff in the distance.

Where there are some white clouds, you can see some households.

I stopped the carriage and was fascinated by Fenglin.

The frosty autumn leaves are redder than the flowers in February.

(Tang and Five Dynasties-Du Mu)

Linjiangxian

Danshui was happy for three years, only for a few nights.

Xiao Shuang's Red Leaf Dance Return to Hometown.

Today's Qiu Meng ancient road short pavilion.

Clear tears before drinking, sound in the sun.

Shaoling's poems are ancient and famous.

When Yun Hong meets, smoke fills the nine cities.

(Northern Song Dynasty-Yan)

Days net sand autumn

All the buttonwood trees fell in front of the courtyard.

Lotus flowers are in full bloom by the water.

The poet agreed to this solution,

Zeke Shuang Ye,

I'm the only one who flew here.

(Zhu Yuanyuan)

In the mountains.

The stream is clear, the sky is cold and the red leaves are thin.

There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by.

(Tang and Five Dynasties-Wang Wei)

Cross Putian

Deep in Liu Yin, horseshoes are proud,

Endless silver sand drives tide.

Maodian Bingqi knew that the city was near,

The mountain is full of red leaves.

(Su Qing Schumann)

A butterfly in love with flowers

The yard is covered with green moss and red leaves.

When Jin Ju opened its business, it was near the Double Ninth Festival.

Every day, the lotus leaves are green and the smoke in the powder pond becomes clear.

Try to sober up against the cool breeze,

When the word goose comes, it meets the building.

When first frost defends, the clouds turn and the reed flute blows autumn resentment.

(Northern Song Dynasty-Yan)

Akiyama

I have been an old dyer all my life.

Mistakenly turn iron soap into scarlet.

Xiaofeng stole wine all night,

But I am lonely, covering up my drunkenness.

(Southern Song Dynasty-Yang Wanli)